被忘錄 [bèi wàng lù] [English translation]

The kite that flew outside the window

the music box I was given on my birthday

the jacket that fell on the bus station

later had no meaning

The evening we were exchanging worries

the early morning I was woken up from a nightmare

the sky was pinkish-red from the clouds tinged with sunset hues

were all these forgotten by you or not?

What you forgotten

let me remind you

what you left behind

covered my journey

is there or not someone like me collecting all the things I loved?

What I should forget

I still remember them painfully

I'm wishing my ability to remember will become obtuse

could it be that I would be relatively happier

if I wasn't living reminiscently?

a life without you

The laughter echoing in the corridor

the song that made me cry after I've heard it

the fingers imprinted on the piano keys

time has cast its dust

The clock hand that forgot to rotate

the scar that forgot to heal and recover completely

the life that forgot to go forward

but remembers the moment that I loved you

What you forgotten

let me remind you

what you left behind

covered my journey

is there or not someone like me collecting all the things I loved?

What I should forget

I still remember them painfully

I'm wishing my ability to remember will become obtuse

could it be that I would be relatively happier

if I wasn't living reminiscently?

a life without you

One by one they are forgotten

is there something else I'm not willing to part with?

One by one they are forgotten

is there anything else from the two of us

that I'm the only one who remembers?